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I'm not much into dogs and they're not into me.
That's my history, I can't change it now.
'Cause those dogs are still on the prowl.

Dogs are puppies that grow up wild
And they don't do what you want them to
Treat you nice just to get a prize
And when they get it then their through with you
Get your digits to call you back, you never here from them again that's wack!
He tells you you're the only one that's fact
Then hits your friend up behind your back

He asked you out, to see a show
And lost his wallet, how he doesn't know
He asked you if, you'd pay the bill
He'll pay you back, oh yeah I bet he will

(I bet he will) I bet he won't
He'll probably use it for a pack of smoke

(A pack of smoke) you know the kind
It makes you tipsy like a bottle of wine

They like to bite, they like to fight
They like to howl at every girl in site
They like to beg, they like to whine
They like to smell at every stray behind

(A stray behind you)
You know the kind, it's big and round and easy to find

(Easy to find) They are for dogs
'Cause for a dogs life it's a world of fun

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